"How may help you, stranger?" I bowed as I spoke.
"I am looking for the Church of the Sun. I am hoping to meet an old family friend."
"I just came from there, follow me."
I turned around after he gave me a bright smile. That smile was like the sun. Bright, powerful, and a strong urge to worship it. He was humming a tune that sounded familiar. My father was standing in front of the church, when we got there.
"Hello Apollo, I am pleased that you finally arrived. Please come in. Just please give a sign or something next time."
"Sorry, I always forget. But, it is a good thing your nice son is so helpful."
